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... functioning.
What did she just hear?
Mo Chuxi told her to take off her clothes?
And in such a matter-of-fact tone?
"Yan Xinxin, didn’t you hear what I said?"
Mo Chuxi seemed impatient as he urged her, his narrow, peach blossom-shaped eyes carrying an undercurrent of turbulent emotions.
Yan Xinxin took a step back and nervously hugged the shopping bag closer to her chest as if for protection.
"Young Master Mo, I don’t have a habit of undress ...
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